Put it down or else. Brazen streams of a one-sided affair. Hear the melody veer out of tune. A harsh, red note screeches.
Pacer beyond boundaries hurling boulders. Come out and take it like a man. In a breath, common tumultuous passions and tacit desires. Connected states in a sole freeze frame. Press forward.
Lines have frayed, receivers decayed. I'm not sure of the attention anyone has payed. What habits have turned to vice. The fault is ours. Escapably ours.
Unrelenting stature with dignity toys. Attempts to dabble in lethal distractions. Would it be better like this or like that. Anything to clear the closet clutter.
It's so easy, this volatile fragility. A playing card tower. With a breath, status quo ceases to be.
perfection at 8:34 PM
theJOURNEY.
theTUNES.
what sing you.
theMUSICIAN.
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